Hi Friends,

Even as I launch this today ( my 80th Birthday ), I realize that there is yet so much to say and do.

There is just no time to look back, no time to wonder,"Will anyone read these pages?"

With regards,
Hemen Parekh
27 June 2013

Saturday, 17 August 2013

The Ways of Loving

They wake up slowly
the green leaves of grass 
in the meadows ,
the flowers
red and yellow and white  ;

At the gentle touch 
of daylight,
so would my heart
wake up,
as you would touch
my lips with thine  ;

In sweet caress,
and draw me close to your
heart ;

If morning ever comes,
sure
it will be more colourful
than a thousand rainbows !

The ways of loving
are many,
for me 
even this one
is one too many !

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1960

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